Kuro no Senki

The Palatium mansion is built in the form of occupation of part of the First District, where the prestigious aristocratic private mansion is built.

Would it be appropriate 'to look occupied' given the history of other nobles building private mansions where the Palatium mansion was built?

They used to be castles with artificial moats and robust walls, but today the Palatium mansion is a natural stone castle with high walls and circular towers on all sides.

Although vast gardens and stables are not uncommon around here, mansions with stone statues embellished in the front yard are quite uncommon.

The statue of a knight with a sword is inspired by the opening of the Palatium family.

He is a user of the same divine art as Leonhardt, and is told that he used the divine art depths' Divine Summoning 'to defend the Emperor on a battlefield and became a light.

"Healing", "Detoxification", "Activity", "Holy Blade", "Divine Cloak", "Light Shield", "Artifact Summoning", "Light Wall" … Even Leonhardt, who can use multiple divine techniques, cannot predict how he can reach "Divine Summoning".

"... a little too drunk?

"Dear Leonhardt!

As Leonhardt walked in the front yard enjoying his intoxication, someone called his name in a tone of tone.

The person ran up his skirt and glanced at Leonhardt with the look he thought was compelling.

"You've been waiting for me, Leela?

"Guys, I was just waking up and waiting. If it's going to be so late, I should have waited just for Ola and Grandpa."

As Leonhardt stroked her head, Leela stuck her lower lip out dissatisfied.

"... don't treat me like a child. Even if you look like this, Ola is a year older than Leonhardt."

"Oh, I'm sorry about that"

Leonhardt flaunted his shoulder and stared at Leela.

Leela is not an ugly woman (a lump), but she looks exceptionally inferior to the aristocratic courtier who was at the ball.

When I open my mouth and laugh because my octagonal teeth are half missing, they look out of between, and my appropriately wrapped brown hair is poor.

Plumpy body shape...... is an understatement and the chest and buttocks are meaty in vain and the waist is slightly saggy.

I can do quite a bit of work, but it is not suitable for customer service because of its terrible adhesion and lack of upbringing.

As I claimed myself, twenty-three years older than Leonhardt, but given her origins as the daughter of a poor farmer who was taken away as a servant, it is an unacceptable act, such as her giving an opinion to Leonhardt.

But Leonhardt allowed his servants to speak freely only in private places.

I'd like to hear Leonhardt and his ears feel good, but in many cases worthy information is just as bitter as medicine.

So if you are thus accustomed to the words of your servant, it is not difficult to listen to your subordinates' admonitions.

"The ball was fun, wasn't it?

"I only remember drinking barley."

Leonhardt tried to remember about the ball, but all he could remember was that he had dispensed with the liquor.

"Ola, I hate the smell of alcohol"

"Well, let's just say we walk away"

As Leonhardt walked out early on, Leela stuck her lower lip out dissatisfied and had set up a body hit.

Leonhardt stopped his legs and got a hit on his body, ignoring Leela, who looked up resentfully, and proceeded through the vestibule.

No matter how drunk he is, Leonhardt is not working out in such a soft way that he can relax around Leela's body.

"... sweet"

"Master Leonhardt should not."

Leela pointed her lips like she was obstinate and grabbed the sleeve of the military uniform Leonhardt was wearing.

"You don't like the smell of alcohol, do you?

"So this is how we're apart."

Leonhardt started walking again as he drew Leela.

"... I'll sleep with you, but don't ask for me today."

"Never asked for it from me, though?

"I knew I shouldn't have"

Pointing out the facts, Leela wrinkled her nose uncomfortably.

One day, Leonhardt laughed bitterly that Leela and I wanted to have a drink.

"Ugh, my mouth stinks of iron"

After a battle with his adoptive father, Chrono lowered his back to the ground with a face against the iron odor spreading in his mouth.

I say I can't stand a door in people's mouths, but rumors seem to have passed from Layla to Myra and from Myra to my adoptive father.

My adoptive father didn't seem to care at all, but don't think he could ho my ass the minute Chrono got around behind his back in swordsmanship training! And he punched an iron fist into Chrono's cheek.

"If you cut your mouth, I'll heal you."

"... I think my father beat me up because of Rio too"

"It's a saying. It was Chrono who tried to offend me."

Rio leaned against Chrono and said shyly dyed his cheeks to Zhu.

By the way, it's not the dress that Rio wears, it's Chrono's everyday wear.

"Your men are making good moves."

Rio muttered as he was impressed as he watched his adoptive father and Faye fight.

As Chrono turned his gaze, Faye was in the midst of an attack by his adoptive father.

This time, Faye was against his adoptive father with pure swordsmanship and physical skill, without the use of divine authority.

Faye makes an angry attack and tries to dive into his adoptive father's nostalgia.

But his adoptive father sees signs that Faye is trying to dive into his nostalgia, or lightly wields a wooden sword to restrain him.

Even if he appears to be swinging lightly, the blow carried out from his adoptive father's privileged stature is powerful enough to snap a woman's slender arm.

Depending on how far my adoptive father intends to go, few people try it with their own bodies.

"I usually go in there," he said.

"... isn't it time to attack?

As Faye tries to dive into her nostalgia, her adoptive father gently waves a wooden sword to restrain her.

But Faye lowered his posture even further and increased his speed.

All I can tell you is that he's sumptuous.

"Do it."

While short, Rio's words were telling the whole story.

Faye reminded his adoptive father that he would not use divine authority and scratched the back of it.

Faye, who raised the darkness like smoke, circles behind his adoptive father and releases a poke.

But Fey's poke cut the sky.

My adoptive father twisted his body and attacked.

The next moment Faye had a remorseful look, his adoptive father struck Faye's forehead with a wooden sword pattern.

"... Huh!

"Didn't you use your head there? Trying to dive into your nostalgia like you remember one of the fools, and patterning this one's attacks isn't bad either. Well, if I hadn't known you could use the magic trick, I'd have hooked you up."

The adoptive father grabbed Faye's head and shook it around, left and right.

Maybe you're going to be stroking me.

"Then you're next."

"Why me?

Receiving a wooden sword thrown by his adoptive father, Rio tilted his neck wonderfully.

"For taking my house for an inn, fuck you."

"I'm not very good at swords, though."

Rio flaunted his shoulders and confronted Faye with a nasty odor.

"Regards!

"... please be gentle."

Motivated and Fey set the wooden sword on the middle, but the unmotivated Rio remained sloppy and pointed the cutting edge of the wooden sword at the ground.

Should I say for granted, it was Faye who set me up first.

Faye stuffs and unleashes a poke at once.

Rio didn't even put up a wooden sword, his magnificent body twitching...... he slipped through Fay's side in a motion that was impenetrable like a willow shaking in the wind or cotton wool dancing in the wind, waving down the wooden sword with a totally unmotivated trick.

I can't feel it because of motivation, but Rio's body is at a first-rate, no, more than first-rate level.

The wooden sword that Rio shook down slowly approached Faye's shoulder, Khan! It was taken with the sound of

"It's useless if it's hands-free"

"... I wasn't trying to be anything else, but heh!

Faye and Rio grinned furiously as they pressed.

The adhesive condition did not last long.

Faye pushed Rio away at his mercy.

No, should I say Rio bounced back to fit Faye?

About five meters away, Fluffy Rio descends to the ground.

Particles emitting green light rise from Rio's body.

"Kamikaze."

Fluffy and Rio's body rise and descend on the ground like feathers.

Apparently, even the same kamikaze technique "Kamikaze" has different effects in "Goddess who makes it pitch black and conducts chaos" and "God who makes it green and conducts flow".

"... I'm losing visually"

"Grunt, that's not true! God, please! Kamikaze!

When Chrono put the penetration in, Faye used the divine art 'kamikaze' to counter it.

Rio as if the fluorescence were flying around against Faye, where darkness rises like smoke.

Unfortunately, it's a visual defeat for Faye.

"Okay, it's Ike, right?

The appearance of Rio scratches off at the same time as the declaration.

The wind rises sand and pebbles.

Rio flew through the ground sleigh, lightly turning behind Faye, and shook up the wooden sword.

Fay just slightly defied his torso and shook his foot down to crush the worm.

"Ha ha! Avoid it at first sight and even fight back?

"... Huh!

As Rio jumps up gently poking his hand at the ground, Faye advances at a distance.

But Faye's attacks just cut the sky.

Because of the limited attacks Faye can unleash against Rio, who dance freely through the universe.

Essentially, swordsmanship is not capable of fighting enemies flying around the universe freely.

Well, that's usually what I think, and that's what I think you think.

"If you can't get your sword!

"Oh no, I'm over there... Huh!

Rio is out of line.

Because Faye ran up the Crawford Mansion wall.

"We just let it arrive!

"This is why simple fools!

Running up to near the second floor of Crawford Mansion, Faye jumps toward Rio.

"But I'm sorry."

Rio evacuates to a place where the wooden sword does not reach without touching the ground.

"Bless the blade," Holy Blade "! It stretches!

The overflowing darkness covers the wooden sword, forming a blade of darkness that will be four times more than the wooden sword.

"Chip!"

"Ha!"

Faye slaps the blade of darkness against Rio.

Rio, who was completely alarmed, was slammed to the ground and, nevertheless, rolled down the ground without being able to kill the momentum.

"It's a victory!

Recently, Faye proudly breasted because he was just losing.

"Faye, cruelty!

"Don't be alarmed!

Like Rio, Faye, who was completely alarmed, rushes to Chrono's words to set up a wooden sword. Well, my mouth is loose, so I don't feel like I have any residue.

"... you'll do it"

Rio rose loosely and brutally wiped his sloppy nosebleeds with his sleeves.

"It's worse to be alert."

"Well, it's worse to stay alert."

Rio throws down the wooden sword, pointing his left arm at Fay as if he had a bow, and moves his right arm to squeeze the string.

At the next moment, the green light blows out of Rio's left hand, forming a bow, a string, an arrow.

"... you're not dead!

"We don't have a problem getting murdered at Crawford Mansion."

Myra whispered in a chilling voice as Rio grinned madly.

Myra stands behind Rio and sticks a kitchen knife through her throat.

"... Silent Assassination (Silent Killing) Huh!

"It sounds nostalgic, but now I'm the maid of the Crawford family. Of course, if Master Rio really wants to die...... as the two names come from, he kills without sound?

"No, I'll stop it."

Rio erased the arrow and bow and flaunted his shoulder with great admiration.

"Nevertheless, I felt no sign at all."

So it's silent killing.

"My daughter over there noticed."

When Rio looked at him, Leila stared at him with a squeeze.

"... is she your successor?

"Yeah, he's my maid of honor road successor."

Myra proudly breasted.

Four days after the ball...... the aftertreatment of the ball and the round of greetings to the leading nobles staying in the imperial capital ended, and Farna was finally set to return to work at night.

Well, the point is that Ramal V holds me as his mistress.

I'd like to say no for a good reason, but Farna was walking down the hallway leading to Ramal V's bedroom as she untied her shoulders.

On several occasions, he rubbed off with the Kingsguard knight in charge of security in the castle, but the reaction is greatly divided into three things: saluting the rules of the temple, coming with a derogatory glance or a scented gaze.

"Hello, Lord Farna."

"Count Cairon, are you in charge of security today?

Looking back, Count Rio Cairon approached with a refreshing grin.

Waiting for Count Cairon to catch up, Farna began walking down the hallway.

"Both Lord Leonhardt's First Knights and Count Ernato's Second Knights have returned to direct command security. Only my Ninth Knights and Count Pisce's Twelfth Knights are here."

When Count Cairon scratches up his hair as if he was disturbed, the black mole becomes dewy.

"You're hurt!

"It's embarrassing, but I got caught off guard in a swordsmanship game"

"How dare you get hurt?"

"In Chrono's men...... sure, was it called Faye?

Faye? That's a name I heard somewhere, Faye, Faye..., and Farna fished her memory as she walked and finally remembered.

"Maybe, Faye Mullifine?

"I'm sorry, but I don't even remember my family name. Do you know him?

"Yeah, her mother worked in court. I'm so proud of your daughter... your daughter graduated from military school and died at the arrowhead where she decided to be assigned to the Twelfth Knights."

I have to say that the salary of a female officer is cheaper than that of a Kingsguard knight.

For once, I have an amount of money to allow my mother and daughter to live carefully, but if I want to make them wear the upbringing and martial arts they need to become knights, it's not enough for the salaries of female officers, and I need Conne more than my strength to be a Kingsguard knight.

It must have taken some hardship to reduce life expectancy to give birth to a knight from the Mullifine family, which was half-defunct.

"... hey, how is your place choosing a team member?

"My place is basically connected. Oh, but if anything sounds interesting in military school exercises, do you want to speak up? Lord Leonhardt and the Earl of El Nato have made a serious choice. Well, the Earl of El Nato sometimes pulls from other places. Count Pisce... I don't know because we're not very close, but I don't hear any good rumors."

Yes, and Farna sighed.

"You don't have to throw up a sigh, but from now on, I'm going to make a serious choice. I had a pretty good habit, but Faye was an interesting person."

When I saw the bedroom door, something sounded like a fall.

"Lord Farna is here!

Count Cairon, who turned into a knight's face, kicked through the bedroom door and stepped indoors.

"… Your Majesty!

As Farna broke her words to Count Cairon's cry and stepped into the bedroom, there was a young woman flailing on the bed and a figure of Ramal V falling naked on the floor.

In view of the fact that the young woman's clothes were torn and her cheeks swollen, it would be reasonable to assume that Ramal V was attacked by her naked and pushed away.

The problem...... was that Ramal V only seemed to be dead.

"It's" God who makes it green and directs the flow "! A miracle of healing and activity!

When the green light wrapped his body, Ramal V resumed breathing like the sound of a whistle.

"What about His Majesty?

"Unfortunately, I can't apply my hand just because I'm forced to live by kamikaze."

Either due to the side effects of the divine art, Count Cairon squeaked distorted in his face in agony.

Ramal V stared at Farna with his unfocused eyes and slowly reached out.

Farna shook Ramal V's hand back.

"... hey, that was a good one"

Ramal V spinned words traceably.

"Ha, nay, therefore, he turned away, and, behold, he turned away. But, hey... there was no such thing as a whoop."

Ramal V let his gaze wander into the void.

"... Kurodo, there's a fu, fu, I'm sorry, I just waxed it"

Ramal V exhaled quietly.

"... who is doing this to you?

"It's in Rio Cairon."

"That's enough. I wanted to, there was. Okay, I'm tired. Go ahead, give it to me."

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Slowly Ramal V's body relaxes.

"… the rest is left to one thing or another"

Ramal V closed his eyes to sleep and whispered in a voiceless voice at the end.

Phew, I'm sorry.

That was Ramal V's... final word.